Slow It Down

I think this song is about a guy who's in love with a girl who is promiscuous and/or sleeps around. Even though he knows that she's like that and that they will never work out, he loves her anyway and wishes the she would change her ways.

I feel her filth in my bones, wash off my hands till it's gone

He knows she's a loose girl, but tries to forget about it

The walls they're closing in with velvet curtains

Because he has to constantly try to forget about her promiscuity, he knows that all that it'll never work out. The velvet curtains closing are a metaphor for saying "the show is almost over"

Some love was made for the light, some kiss your cheek and goodnight

He laments that there are all different kinds of love, their love is definitely not perfect Lift up a red high heel, lock up your doors with steel He thinks that she dresses up in high heels and sluts herself around as a way to keep her guard up. By "locking up her doors with steel," she doesn't have to let anyone into what she's really like or doesn't have to feel anything real

They're making noise in my street, my blinds are drawn I can't see

Everyone is telling him that she's not the right girl for him but he's blinded by his love for her and can't see what they are talking about Smashed in my car window, didn't touch the stereo They bash only what they can see (window), but they have no interest in hearing what he has to say about her

Slow it down, Angie come back to bed Rest your arms and rest your legs

He wants her to slow down her fast lifestyle and come to bed where she seems to be herself and where he's seen the real her and fell in love with her

Act like you've been here before, smile less and dress up some more

He wants her to be herself around him, stop putting on a show and start putting on some more clothes to look less slutty Tie up your scarf real tight, these boys are out for blood tonight He knows what boys think of her and want to do with her, so he's trying to be protective

Slow it down, Angie come back to bed Rest your arms and rest your legs

And when she stood, she stood tall She'll make a fool of you all Don't ask for cigarettes, she ain't got nothing left for you

He knows how smart and confident she is, but knows people take advantage of her and wants everyone to stop

I never, she never, we never looked back that wasn't what we were good at

They both have tortured pasts, neither of them like looking back And when it came to love, we were not good enough Because of their pasts, both of them also aren't meant to have relationships and struggle with love constantly because they feel they aren't good enough to have it

Slow it down, Angie come back to bed Rest your arms and rest your legs Don't you frown, when you're feeling like that Only love can dig you out of this

He doesn't want her to get upset about how she is, but just wants her to know that when she lets down her guard and lets love in, she won't have to live her promiscuous lifestyle and feel the need to sleep around anymore